Heir Gordon Lyrics - Bruce Hornsby

There was a young man named Arthur Gordon 

Heir to a large family fortune 

Walking 'round, all prissy and full of himself 

Pissing money, showing his wealth 

Built a little shrine to the Gordon name 

Hyped it from his front-row seat at all the games 

Opened a restaurant, called it, guess what? 

Arthur's, of course, he did strut his stuff 

Heir Gordon 

Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee 

Heir Gordon 

His life sure looks good to me 

Got a little Brylcreem, a dab will do 

Droppin' funny acid, a tab or two 

Wearing undergarments from a Mormon friend 

Touching all the bases 'round the Cub Scout den 

Heir Gordon 

Got a lot of money but he ain't worth a damn 

Heir Gordon 

Makes me feel just like a man 

Heir Gordon 

Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee 

Heir Gordon 

His life sure looks good to me 

Heir Gordon 

Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee 

Heir Gordon 

Why is he doing all these nice things for me? 

Doing such nice things for me?